"Are you absolutely sure that is the island that separates us and the Big Icy-Thing in the south?" asked Nuts from the Happy One.
"Well duh, what else could it be?", replied Happy to that, "This is where we are, that is where the south is, and that is the big lake that separates us" pointed Happy from the map. "But there are no islands in the lake of your map" said Nuts all conf00sed and stuff. This rendered the magnificent quartet speechless. Now this mysterious island had awoken their curiosity, and despite previous plans to swim right over to the Big Icy-Thing for the mere 100km's, they now decided to get to the island. Suddenly they noticed that the nightfall wasn't much far and that they would never get to the island before it was pith black, they had to make a camp in the open beach. Of course, camping in an open, uninspected area like that is the most stupid and suicidic thing to do in the night with the things that go *bump* in the night all around them, but the warriors were already too interested in going *bump* with their not-so-fair maidens and weren't too bothered with the gleaming eyes that stalked them in the night...